Tag: adorable

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by ccallenreese

paddedpatches:

….you gonna share those noms?

“You know you can’t have my noms.”
“Rrrfff.”
“And that’s because there’s puppy noms hidden somewhere in this room,” Ty explained.
“Roo??” The pup lifted his head.
“Some red and white gummy bears perhaps? And some other fun pup V-day treats?”
The pup tried to stand up so fast he slipped on his pillow and nearly landed on his face.
Ty couldn’t help but laugh. “Careful! Go find em! Go fetch! Go find your pressies.”

Ty was laughing even harder when the pup found the gummy bears, and opened the bag with such excitement that they got flung everywhere. Ty was in stitches watching his hyper pup wear himself out trying to find and nom them all. Or so they thought. Ty would find gummy bears for days afterwards too.

It was nice to have a calm pup though. That was when the next part of the fun came in – the other present was a vibrating egg to go in before the tail. Ty knew his pup would enjoy that just as much as treats.

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by ccallenreese

pupartemis:

padthaitaco:

pupartemis:

padthaitaco:

filthygorgeousfur:

Fuckin adorable.
Cum’ere, time for scritches!
(Seriously l, how could you not??)

Awoooo~ coming over!!!! *wags*

Wanna snuggle this puppy soooo bad.

I love snuggles!!! Come puppy let’s snuggle @pupartemis

Gladly handsome!! @padthaitaco Get up in my lap and I’ll give you tons of loving.

George sighed. He hadn’t been able to eat an entire sandwich by himself since his pup started living with him. That face was just too much. He was too cute. George knew giving in had created this bad behavior.
“No,” he said.
His puppy whined.
“No, I fed you recently, Marble. I can’t have you doing this behavior when I guests over.”
The whining increased. George ate the whole sandwich. “See? Not for pups.” He dusted crumbs off his shirt into the sink. “Go chew on your toys. I have work to do, babe. You’ll get a snack later.“ George gave Marble a scritch behind the ears as a sign-off.

George was working at his laptop when he heard the fridge door open and close.
“What the…” George got up to explore when he heard the storm door to the backyard open and shut. “Marble!” He jogged to the kitchen. His pup was standing in the backyard with the entire bag of deli meat in his mouth.
“No! Bad pup!”

And that’s how George spent five minutes chasing a bag of ham around the backyard, before finally winning. He took the bag back.
“BAD Marble! Very bad pup.” He turned Marble around and gave him a spanking right there in the yard.
The boy yowled and wiggled, but he’d been bad and he knew it.
“You stay out here until you know what it’s like to be a good pup. I’ll let you in during dinner. You lost your snack privilege.”
Marble lowered his head and gave George mournful eyes.
“That’s right puppy. Pups are not in charge. I am in charge. You’re a pup. Right boy?”
“Arf,” Marble said.
“That’s right.” George said, heading back inside with the ham. It wasn’t always fun being the alpha in the household, but someone had to set rules. Pups couldn’t run the place, and ham couldn’t be a treat if he got it when-ever you wanted.

There was however a chance for dessert after dinner for Marble if he behaved. George knew he would.

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Captions are fictional.

Happiness

Happiness

by ccallenreese

inordertobetterserve:

sethswings:

I have never felt this way before. I’ve never cried because of happiness. I’ve never felt this loved.
Yesterday I cried myself to sleep, but it wasn’t a sad cry, it was a good cry.

I never thought that I’d feel this way before. So I want to thank some people. I’m sorry I just need to get this out.

@thenerdysubmissive, Nerd! You are one of the sweetest people I know, you can make even a stone smile and blush, you have no idea how you make me feel. Even though we’ve had like 2 days total to see each other in person.
@migikun12, Migi! You adorable little angel. You make me smile everytime I see one of your posts, one of your pictures, hell when you like a photo it makes me smile. Thank you for being you.
@pupknottie, Knottie! Holy hell you are adorable. You make even puppies go aww! When I met you I’ was very nervous and actually didn’t know how to talk but I’m happy I did!!!
@kid-blink, Blink! Oh my god. Horror, kink, and acting. I never thought I’d meet someone that even comes close to your amazing properties.
Max! I know you browse Tumblr, so read this. I found a nerd, I found a geek, I found someone who’s dry sense of humour and quick wit make me smile every time.
@whisperpup, Whisper! It is because of you I even was confident enough to say hi during Folsom. It is because of how beautiful, talented, and shady you are that I can count on you to deliver happiness wherever you go.
@castrokinky, Daddy! Where. Do. I. Start? I love you. You don’t know how happy. How amazing. How loved. You make me feel. I have never met someone so kind that can even keep up with one person. Let alone all of us. I’m so happy to call myself one of your boys. Even happier to be able to say that I’m loved. I am even more excited to see what the future holds for us.

The power of kink is the power of love.

The power of family is the power of love too. That family may not be traditional, but it’s still a family. <3

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thapirate:

chastityl0er:

🔒

Damn that’s a nice bathroom

“Goodness, you’re a cutie. I bet someone just left their gate open. You’re locked, and someone clearly cares about you.”
“Arf!”
“I called the number on your tag and left a message. Looks like you’re staying here for the time being. Here’s a jockstrap for you to play with, and I”ll bring you some bedding for a nice rest ok?”
“Roo~”
“Oh you’ll need water too. And a snack.’
The tail began to wag. “Arf arf!”
“Good boy. Sit. Stay. Ok I’m closing the door now. Now right back.”

The pup was settling in some roast beef slices and some water when my phone rang.
“Hello?” I asked.
“Uh hi, you called me? You have my boy there?” the anxious voice replied. “You left me a message, about PB?”
“Oh! Yes. Yes I did. I found him wandering around the neighborhood in the rain. He’s here.”
“Oh thank god,” the  man said, with an exhale. “My name’s Nate.”
“Keshawn,” I answered.
“Thank you so much Keshawn. My boy has really severe anxiety and PTSD. I’ve been training him to go into pup mode during panic attacks. Seems like he had one…”
“Wow,” I said. “That seems like a very clever way to deal with that. I was right, you do care about him a lot.”
Nate exhaled again. “I definitely do. I love PB so much. Sometimes when he had an attack he has to go on walks to clear his hand, but he has a terrible sense of direction and often gets lost. Seems he got lost while still in pup mode. I came home to find the door unlocked. I’m so glad you called, I was sick with worry.”
“It’s alright, it’s alright. I gave him some deli meat and some pillows and he’s hanging out in my bathroom.”
That made Nate laugh. “Oh I bet he loved that. What’s your address?”

I gave it, and Nate said he was only a mile away. He was there in record time, and PB went nuts loving up on his handler. Nate had to sit down because he was being bowled over, and PB crawled all over him, licking and headbutting him. It was adorable as hell.
“Aww he missed you.”
“I missed him more.” Nate wrapped him in a hug.
“Arf!”
“Yesh I did. Yesh I did.” Nate gave his boy a scritch behind the neck and looked up at me. “Can I get you anything in return?”
“Oh money isn’t needed.”
“Nohting at all?”
I thought. “Weeeelllll. I really want a boyfriend, if you could recommend someone? I mean not to be crass, but Grindr has been so dry lately you know?”
Nate nodded. “I get what you mean. Nothing like screwing everyone in your vicinity and seeing them at the post office the next week.”
I laughed. “You do get what I mean! Only for me it was Trader Joes.”
“Happened to me too!” I smiled. I had a feeling I was making a friend.
“Yo, Keshawn, I know a guy who just got back from working abroad. Real good looking face, very witty guy. Why don’t I set you guys up on a date?”
I raised an eyebrow. “I’d love a blind date.”
“And if things go well, he does screw on first dates.”
“Ok, I’d really love a blind date.”
That made Nate laugh again.
It was a done deal. We exchanged information, and Nate left with PB.I got a text from Marcus the next day. The date went great, and he gave me a mind-blowing handjob for dessert. Two years later, we were still dating.

Pretty good return on karma for helping a lost pup.

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“Are you not enjoying our date?” Darren asks, face tight with concern.
Jaime drops his fingers and stops in the middle of the street. “May I be honest?”
“Yes?” he replies in a soft, cautious voice.
Jaime licks his lower lip and lowers his head. “You’re too wonderful to me. I feel that I cannot live up to how lovely you are to me. Right now, I’m miserable. I’m incredibly stressed about my exam, the aspirin is wearing off and my sprained ankle is aching, and I’ve been terribly hungry all day. Honestly I just feel so frustrated, I want nothing more than to sit down and throw a tantrum until someone just…takes care of me. I’m trying to focus on our date instead.”
Darren’s face changes. “Why didn’t you tell me you felt so poorly?”
“Because all I want is to spend time with you, but I feel like I’m squandering it,” Jaime replies, quickly brushing a tear off his check.
“Aww Jaime, you’re so tender right now, but you still tried to be so strong for me.” Darren kisses the tear streaming down his cheek, and is pleased to see it got Jaime to smile.
“Your lips…are um, very soft.” Jaime shouldn’t have been surprised that Darren took that as a hint to kiss him properly then, but he’s so stunned and the butterflies are going crazy in his stomach, that he just stands there frozen.
Darren waits for a response, hazel eyes sparkling.
“I feel immensely lighter now,” Jaime whispers.

Darren smiles and hooks his fingers with Jaime’s. “Why don’t we find a cafe, get you a nosh, get you some aspirin, then go back to your place to study?”
Jaime’s eyebrow go up. “Won’t that bore you?”
“The city will be here for other dates in the future. As long as we are spending time together, I’m fine.”
Jaime squeezes Darren’s hand. “You are wonderful. Let’s find a place with good desserts. I’m treating you.”
Darren groans. “Oh first you let me kiss you then ply me with sugar. I am helpless to this.”
Jaime laughs. “Too bad!”

Later, they were sitting in Jaime’s living room, Darren helping him with flashcards for his paramedic’s exam. A box of pastries, half consumed, was opened on the table, surrounded by tea cups. A soft rumble of thunder catches their attention, and the over-cast day becomes a rainy one.
They both looked out the window, then at each-other.
“If you hadn’t suggested we go in, we’d be out in the botanical gardens right now, soaked!”
Jaime blushes a little. “Hooray for my whining?”
“Hooray indeed.” Darren looks pleased with himself. He fingers a flashcard. “I perhaps may like to reward you for it later.”
“Reward me?”
“…Would it be uncouth to ask to spend the night Jaime?”
Jaime turns a fine shade of red. “That would be nice. I’m not sure if um, I’m ready you know…to go all the way…” he muttered, making a circular gesture with his hands.
Darren leaned forward and put a hand on top of Jaime’s foot that was elevated on the arm of the sofa. “Even if you just let me kiss and cuddle you, I’ll be happy.”
Jaime smiles and hides behind his textbook. He was going to let Darren do more than that.

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by ccallenreese

puppixel:

Learning some new tricks today

Howard looked down. That was odd. Normally when he was fixing lunch, his pup was at his feet begging. Curious, Howard dried his hands on a towel and went looking for his boy. Was he napping after Christmas excitement?

Howard found him in the living room and had to smother a laugh. His pup was sitting in a chair, and very seriously reading his new book. It was comical to see a pup take such a formal, human pose. How nice that he liked his present so much though!
His pup looked up at him.
“Learning some things?”
“Ruff.”
“Good boy,” Howard said with a smile. He’d fill the boy’s bowl and let him get lunch when he reached a break in the chapters. He didn’t want to get in the way of his boy learning some new tricks.

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Captions are fictional. This photo is actually a week or so old, not taken on Christmas. <3 @puppixel though. Super adorbs.

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by ccallenreese

inordertobetterserve:

sir-erik:

temptingdominance:

puppyastro:

Christmas time for puppies 🙂

What beautiful time of year.

No peeing on the puppy-mas tree. Only smell.

Hahaha

“What do you mean I can’t mark these presents? They have my name on them.” My pup asks, his voice muffled from the mask.
“That means they’re already marked. No peeing. Smells only. Be a good boy.”
“Arfffff.” He says with a sigh.
”Did you put out cookies for Santa?”
“Arf.”
“Cause these look like dog biscuits.”
“Santa might be a pup too.”
I chuckle. "I don’t see why not. Ok pup, up to bed with you.” He’s been sleeping with me these last few nights because it’s been so cold in the house.

My pup looks at me, then drags his pup bed over to the tree by his teeth. “Awww,” I coo. “You want to sleep here and wait for Santa?”
My boy nods. “ARF!”
“Aw look at your tail go. Ok, you can sleep here, but I’ll have to bring the down blanket down here so you don’t get cold.”
“Woof!”
“But no peeking in the presents ok? Or you’ll get spanked.”
The pup nodded eagerly.
“Alright then. I’ll fill your water bowl down here then.”

The next morning, I woke up with my pup sitting on me with one of his presents to me in his mouth. Could there be a cuter Christmas morning? I was convinced not.

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by ccallenreese

alllockedup:

*barks* puppy got bored :(.

Someone throw ball? 🐶

Julian looked at his pup. He looked at his laptop. He looked at his pup. He shut the laptop. He bounced the ball in his hand and threw it. It rolled out the door and down the wooden hallway. “Ok, go bring me the ball!” He laughed when the pup got so excited he half fell off the bed. Julian could hear the barking echoing down the hall. He had no idea when his boy had gotten into his pup gear, but he was glad he had. His boy always seemed to know when he needed a break.

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by ccallenreese

temptingdominance:

hornyjustfordaddy:

flashdoggy:

Throw a few big dogs on that bed and you have my typical Sunday afternoons.

@temptingdominance

Yes!

August shuffled to the front door, feeling thick headed and blurry eyed. Was it his neighbor giving him mixed up mail again? He opened the door, blinking and stunned, but deeply pleased. “Oscar! What are you here?”
He looked a bit sheepish and held up a bag. “I um, just wanted to see you again, you know. I’ve been wanting to see you since our last date, and when I heard you were sick and that you had to cancel our date tonight, you sounded so down. I brought you some soup, tea, and tissues and magazines and stuff.”
August looked at his boyfriend fondly and swallowed the lump in his throat. “Aww, that’s so sweet. I’m really happy to see you. I’m glad you came.”
Oscar smiled. “May I come in?”
“Oh sure sure. Watch Gordie there.”
August’s giant Rottweiler bowled Oscar over with a greeting. The dog was brimming with energy. “Oof! Oh hello big boy. Yes you are such a hyper dog!” Oscar looked at August. “Does he need to be walked?”
August looked at him. “Yeah he hasn’t been walked in two days,” he admitted. “Just so fucking sick and it’s so cold out there.”

Oscar nodded. “Well I’m still in my jacket. Why don’t you get started on this soup, make some tea, and I’ll check on you when I get back?”
August wondered if Oscar had been sent from heaven. “You are awesome. I’d kiss you if I wasn’t sick.”
“I’ll take a raincheck.”
August chuckled.

When Oscar returned with a tired and happy dog, he found August snuggled into the sofa with the empty take-out container of soup, a decimated cracker packet, and a nearly empty cup of tea. “Guess I was hungry?”
Oscar laughed. “Clearly.“

August’s body had been fighting its viral invaders all day, all now that it had fresh fuel, it was too much for him to stay awake and turn the food into energy. He quickly became drowsy. Oscar didn’t complain. He changed August’s sheets while August showered, and tucked him in. Oscar even risked getting sick himself by crawling in to bed with August to read him a bed time story.

August insisted on cuddling as close to Oscar as possible. He hoped Oscar could feel the love radiating from his body. He was still a bit shy about expressing his feelings, and found it easier to show them instead. Oscar put an arm over. August exhaled softly in contentment, and drifted off to the timbre of Oscar’s voice.

When he woke up the next morning, August felt marginally better. His fever had broken, but he felt warm because there was a giant dog on top of him. Oscar was no where to be seen, but there was fresh laundry in the basket at the foot of the bed. A quick check of the apartment showed it had been tidied. Dishes washed. August was stunned. His boyfriend had done this for him? A fresh lump appeared in throat. Fuck, he wasn’t worthy!

He found a note taped to his phone: Gordie’s been let out and fed. Went to run errands. Text me when you’re up, I’ll bring you breakfast 🙂

Why was that smiley face so cute? August checked the time. He texted Oscar. “I’m up for brunch now. Gonna take another shower. See you soon?”
As he was drinking last night’s cold tea, August got a response. “I’m bringing lox and bagels. See you soon!”
August smiled. He paused with his finger over his phone’s keyboard. Maybe it was the medication making him do it, but he responded. “Thank you, babe. Listen, um, I think …I think I’m falling in love with you.” He immediately panicked after sending it. The response time felt like an eon.
Oscar wrote back though. “Oh wow. Nice to hear you’re catching up to me. :)”

August couldn’t help it. He made it into the shower before he began to cry. After being abandoned by his mom, cheated on by a past lover, and scammed out of overtime at work, August finally felt like he was loved and cherished.

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Captions are fictional. D’aw.